Writer Black: Ohhhhh.When is that again? I keep forgetting to jot
it down on my calendar.

Writer Gold: The Monday before Valentine’s
Day.There's 150 bloggers signed up for
it.

Writer Blue: I don’t see how he does it.

Writer Red: Does what?

Writer Blue: All of it.He’s co-hosting that blogfest with Matt, Alex
and Katie, then there’s the A to Z Challenge he’s also co-hosting.AND, on top of all that he does WRiTE CLUB. When
does he find ever the time to write?

Writer Blue: I saw where he posted on Facebook
that he just sent out another batch of query letters.I have my fingers crossed for him.

Writer Gold: Have ya’ll signed up for ORIGINS?

Writer Black,Writer Blue,Writer Red: *in unison* Yes!

Writer Black: Do
you remember the first time we all met here?

Writer Gold: OW!!Why did you hit me?

Writer Red: Slug bug.One just drove by.I have to keep in practice or else my son
tears me up.

Writer Blue: I haven’t been coming here that
long.How did all of you first start getting
together?

Writer Red: Gold, you’ve been writing here the
longest, right? Almost a year and a half?

Writer Gold: *nods head* I’ve always loved their scones here, and I needed a way
to break up my writing routine.Now, I
just love how we can bounce ideas off one another.

Writer Red: Then I joined her last year when my
youngest started Kindergarten.Been
meeting here weekly ever since.

Writer Blue: When did you start coming, Black?

Writer Black: Oh,
I haven’t.

Writer Blue: Ummmmm…you’re here every time I’ve
been here.

Writer Black: I
come if I’m in the area.It’s not
something I plan though

Writer Gold: Since you first started coming
you’ve missed maybe one meeting.

Writer Black: But
it’s nothing I schedule.I like to keep
things fluid.No commitments.

Writer Red: *leaning
over to whisper to Blue* Those ideas we share don’t always bounce.Sometimes it’s more like a thunk.

Writer Gold: What are you going to write about
Blue?

Writer Blue: Oh, probably my grandpa.He and grandma had this massive library in
their home, full of both the classics and recent releases.They were both voracious readers and I think
I inherited my love of books from them.When I was little I used to love to go over to there and just spend
hours exploring the shelves.Every six
months I’d help grand ma meticulously dust off every book and I’d even hold
grand pa’s tools when he needed to build more shelf-space.My grand pa would always take the time to
answer my questions, no matter how stupid, and tell me stories about the
authors to help me personalize their work.When I wrote my first short story, I think I was maybe twelve, I let my
grand pa read it first.The way his eyes
lit up and he made such a fuss…telling everybody he knew that I would be in his
library someday…I knew then that’s what I wanted to do.Someday write a book that grand pa could put
in his library.

Writer Blue: *nodding*
Grand pa made sure I’d still be able to make it into his library; he left me all
of their books in his will.Now all I
have to do is my part.That’s why I
asked to join your group.I’ve tinkered
around with my writing for a long time, and now I’m taking it more serious.